Three days have passed since, Isais Neomae journeyed the Cherry Blossom country in search of the legendary Secrets of Aeneas. Since then he has been in his room reading away, striving to understand how things came to be. From the moment, Neomae placed his hands on the cold leathery skin of the black book, his mind and his heart has been filled with a thirst for the knowledge found within the pages. The connection that he feels with the contents of this book reflects his loneliness and his yearning for the opportunity to rewrite the past. Neomae sits there digging into these pages wondering where it all went wrong. Why was there so much war? What made peace never an option? A series of thoughts would flood his mind as Neomae thinks back at his lost family. He thinks of how different things would have been if Nadaregakure would have never fallen. He could have had a normal life, and maybe become something other than a shinobi. He could have been a chef, a magician maybe, heck he could have even been a stripper. The point would have been freedom; instead Neomae lived most of his life under supervision, trained and conditioned for this specific day, his inauguration. Isais Aeneas Neomae, was never the original choice for this project. As punishment to the Neomae family for being raised in the mountain country, Tenzou had forced Detsuji , Isais’ older brother to become the host for the mischievous Gobi. At a young age Detsuji had lost control of the Gobi and was taken down by Glacierian officials. Isais then became the new host for the Gobi but unlike his very talented and very co-operative brother, Isais had skipped out on almost every Jinchuriki training possible until recently. After having heard that Isais had successfully completed phase one of this Jinchuriki training the village had took this as a sign of his submission to their vision and has decided to crown him the new Fubukikage.

The clock dings showing the time to be ten past twelve and it’s time for Isais to leave. He would look up his book in a safe and since he was already dressed he would leave the house and lock up in almost no time at all. As he walked towards the kage house he would avoid big crowds and popular streets as to not draw any attention to himself. Finally he would arrive at the scene and the guards would take him into his room where they would decorate him in makeup and fancy royal clothing. By the time they finished with him, Neomae had a herculean glow to his appearance. He would look stunning and strong, read to lead the nations with authority and grace. Neomae would simply cooperate with everything that he was told to do and finally the moment the whole village has been waiting for has come. Neomae would step out into the light to be greeted with the roaring sound of the cheering and applauding of the thousands in attendance. The host would speak to Neomae, sharing some personal and rehearsed words of encouragement but Neomae would simply drown it all out as his eyes scanned the room for one man who appeared to be absent from this occasion. Neomae had only one name on his mind (Tenzou). The host would bring the microphone towards Neomae and ask him to share a few words and in the spirit of being cooperative Neomae, Isais would take the microphone to share a few words. As he moved towards the podium he would look out at the people and their hopeful faces.

He would give a moment of silence, allowing the audience members to see the serious expression on his face, something that they were not accustomed with. While in silence Neomae thought of how poorly they use to treat his brother and his family when he was younger, (oh how quickly they’ve forgotten). “Well, don’t be shy lord Fubukikage, do say something” the host would whisper to Neomae. Neomae would nod at the host signifying that it’s ok, and then look back at the crowd as he’d begin to speak. “I’m truly honored, and I have never thought that I would ever be this happy in my life. Some of you know me as the Red Rain’s former partner and well, you’d be right. Sonya, was a blessing to this village and to my life as well, and when she passed I promised that I would love what she loved. And it is her love inside of me that keeps her memory alive, and Sonya loved nothing more than her village. This village was her heart, and now it’s my heart as well. I can’t promise that this day marks the end of misery, but I can promise you that, we will make it through these dark ages. Now we can never erase any wrong that we may have done, and nor can we bring back the ones that we have lost, but we can change our tomorrows, and one thing I can promise , is change. Thank You Hyougagakure!” The crowd claps and shouts from Neomae’s short but heartfelt speech. The host now presents to Isais the ancient gauntlet known as, Abbadon. The host would speak, “As a gift on behalf of Lord Tenzou and the council of Hyougagakure, we present you with the legendary power of Abbadon. May it help you towards your path of change.” Isais would put the gauntlet on his right hand and raise it as a sign of victory and approval as the crowd would chant, “ISAIS REIGNS!”